I’m a big fan of sculptress Maria Lundberg, particularly her work in hardwood. Now, I can’t afford to buy her stuff. But being a good friend of the family, she’s agreed to a somewhat unusual arrangement. I’ve rented one of her pieces for a year.
Most artists have a large backlog of unsold work sitting around their homes and studios. This way, Lundberg has one less bulky piece to house, it earns her a modest amount of money, and she retains the option of selling it at any time with a simple partial refund for me.
I’m not a hoarder. This is actually an ideal arrangement for me: I get to keep a great piece of sculpture around in my home for just as long as it takes for me to become used and numb to it. Then I’ll return it and rent something new.
Sculpture (to which may be counted architecture) is the ultimate art form of the digital age: the last kind of art that can’t be transmitted adequately over the net. If you want to experience Maria Lundberg’s lion, you need to visit my living room. I’m going to move it around every few weeks, rotate it slightly every now and then, get to know it well. There’s delight in being pleasantly surprised in the familiar setting of your home.